Chapter 139 Dine And Death
- Chris
- “Chris, tonight was lovely,” Amelia sighed, gazing up at me with those big doe eyes of hers as we wandered back to the Packhouse. “Just you and me… a candlelit dinner, the finest cuisine.” A shiver rippled through her petite frame. “Really, Chris. Thank you for this.”
- I forced a tight smile, shifting uncomfortably beside her. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself, Amelia.”